A paper airplane note flew in through the door and landed lightly on one of the empty desks in the room. It flipped a bit and unfolded itself, revealing the familiar cursive-print hybrid handwriting:
Quote:
Morning everyone,
The Ministry is going to be holding a world convention soon. As sucj, we have a lot to do. I need you judges to start thinking and maybe drafting some form of World Court. You'll be dealing with judges from all over the world so you'll have to think of everyone. It's a big job, but it has to be done.
Also, if Lestrange is still there, tell him we need to wrap up the Melvicks case before the convention comes. Our courtrooms are going to be needed for this convention.
~Syd